Lost in Eros
Book II: The Forest
Reunion
Don held Tascha tightly in his arms and kissed the top of her head. For several moments he just forgot about everything else and was happy to hold her. It had always been like that, one Tascha hug and he was totally in love with her. Whatever else was going on in his life, there was the constant affection he had for her, and in those all too brief moments when they were together like this nothing else mattered. Of course, here in Eros, he had gotten used to having much more of her attention and enjoying quite bit more than the occasional hug, but after being separated from her for a week a simple hug was a celebration!
Gradually, he became aware that Shelonda and Nicole were also there, waiting to greet Tascha as well. Reluctantly, and only because he knew she wasn't going to fall off another cliff anytime soon, Don kissed her again and loosened his embrace. He smiled at her and said, "Welcome back."
Blushing a little, she grinned back at him and gave him a quick kiss, before turning to the girls who immediately attacked her with a happy group hug.
Don looked to Daphne, who was busy eyeing the creature who had escorted Tascha back to the castle. Somehow it hadn't really surprised Don to see a living, breathing minotaur here. Clearly, the big man-bull alarmed the sisters, and the fact that he had docilely accompanied Tascha, who had apparently counted on the fact that the sisters
would
be alarmed, amused Don a great deal. Paying a bit more attention to the creature, Don noticed that the minotaur was anything but at ease here. He was looking about himself as if he expected the sisters to attack him at any moment. Likewise, the sisters seemed tense, ready to defend themselves if the big creature went berserk. Amy noticed the minotaur's agitation and reached out to stroke his side, but this didn't really seem to help.
"Tascha," Don said, "I don't think your friend there is too happy here."
"Oh!" Tascha immediately extricated herself from the girls and walked over to the minotaur. She reached up and caressed his long, broad face and murmured encouragement. She said, "If you want to go back outside, it's OK." Then, with an obvious and meaningful glance at Daphne, Tascha added, "Just don't go too far. We might need you again."
Don smiled to see the minotaur clearly nod his head and turn and leave the way he had come in, sisters scattering to get out of his way.
Don turned to Daphne, who had been watching all of these proceedings silently, and said, "My friends and I don't intend to stay long -- just the night." Don thought he could see some conflicting emotions playing out in Daphne's blue eyes. He added, "Perhaps a celebration of our visit is in order..."
"Yes, of course," she smiled and nodded. "We will have a party in your honor. I will have rooms made available for you to rest and bathe."
Don wondered if he detected the first genuine jealousy he'd seen in Eros in Daphne's tone and choice of words. He continued to assert his dominance, saying, "Just one room will do."
Daphne bowed her head a little, but Don could tell she wasn't smiling.
In a short while, Don and the four women were alone in one of the castle's bedrooms. There was a large, low bed in the middle of the room and a small chamber off to the side that Tascha identified as a bathing room.
"You're pretty badly banged up, love," Tascha said with some concern. "We better get you cleaned up and bandaged."
As the women gently, but quickly, stripped his clothes off him, Don had to admit that he was feeling the abuse he'd suffered in his fighting with the Sisterhood. He cheek was tender and a bit swollen, the area around and above his left eye was quite sore, and the cuts on his left shoulder and forearm stung annoyingly. Moreover, his muscles were sore and stiffening from what had been a long, strenuous fight with the sisters. It was all enough to put thoughts of sex a bit out of his mind, even though he was led naked into the side chamber by Tascha and Nicole, who were also stripping out of their clothes. Tascha dumped a bucket of cold water over his head, and this did nothing at all to rekindle his lust.
He noticed that Tascha's belly was pretty seriously scraped up, but she assured him and the others that it was nothing and didn't even hurt anymore.
As Tascha and Nicole took washcloths and soap to his sore body, Shelonda began to wash his hair, and Don reflected that he was leading a weird and wonderful life. Thinking of weird and wonderful, he remembered that he wanted to ask, "So, Tascha, what have you been up to?"
Tascha laughed and began to tell them about her adventures. She tried to summarize things, but Don and the others wouldn't let her get away with that. She described her first encounter with the satyrs in as much detail as she could remember. The other three women found this story very interesting, and clearly arousing as they all began to be more and distracted by the lovely and increasingly wet and soapy bodies at hand. Don also felt his body and interest responding. He would have returned to his normal self if Nicole weren't carefully cleaning his wounds and his head didn't ache quite so much. Still, he contributed his own fair share of probing questions. To one of these, Tascha responded, "Yes, two of them at once -- both in my pussy, but that's nothing."
"Well, it's definitely not nothing!" Nicole said, looking up from Don's arm.
"No, but there's more," Tascha smiled.
"More than two in your pussy?" Shelonda asked in surprised.
Tascha laughed, "No! How would that even work?"
"Let me think about it, and I'll get back to you," Amy smirked.
"You do that," Tascha grinned. "I
meant
, let me continue, and you'll see."
Tascha told them about being captured and brought to the castle, and about how she'd been tied up to the X-shaped cross while they finished cleaning Don up. Another bucket of cold water was dumped over him, and he was told to sit on a nearby bench to dry, while they took turns bathing each other, starting with Shelonda. Now, Tascha told them about being thrown to the men.
"Oh, down where Don and Daphne fell and fucked?" Shelonda asked.
"Oh, now I have to hear about that!" Tascha said with surprising enthusiasm.
Don laughed and said, "No, no -- you finish your story, first."
"Fine, but I won't forget!"
"Of course not," he smiled, leaning back against the stone wall.
"OK, well, I figured there were two ways I could think of the situation..." Tascha said and began to recount the story of her long gang bang. The girls weren't having any synopses, and pressed her for as much detail as she could remember. Shelonda was actually finished being bathed before things began to get seriously out of hand. Tascha was being bathed by six hands, and was saying, "I got on my hands and knees, so I could suck that one big cock, and I told the others they'd have to take turns fucking ..." when she was distracted as Amy pushed several fingers into her.
"God, that feels so good!" Tascha breathed.
"Having them take turns fucking you?" asked Amy mischievously.
"Mmm, yes, but that's not what I meant. Oh!"
Shelonda had lowered her mouth to Tascha's breast and proceeded to suck on her hard nipple. Seeing that they were taking a break from story time, Nicole went ahead and leaned around to kiss Tascha passionately, while cupping Tascha's free breast in her hand. Don watched from the side as Amy worked her hand against Tascha's wet, naked body, fucking her fingers in and out of Tascha's pussy. His cock, already half-hard from listening to Tascha's story, quickly returned to full mast, but he was still quite content to sit back and watch.
Amy leaned forward to get her mouth on the tit that Nicole was holding, while Nicole began to kiss and bite Tascha's neck. It didn't take long before Tascha was moaning and then crying out loudly as she came hard on Amy's hand. They kept at her, though, until she was coming again, this time longer and harder. When she pushed them back, Nicole proceeded to dump a bucket of cold water over Tascha. Naturally enough, this resulted in Tascha grabbing the slim black girl and pulling her down on the stone floor. Before another minute went by, Nicole was being mobbed by the other three girls; Tascha was between her legs, going down on Nicole's pussy, while Amy and Shelonda attacked Nicole's nipples with their lips, tongues and teeth.
Don was admiring the tangle of wet, naked women on the stone floor when he noticed that someone was standing in the door to the small room. The newcomer was a tiny brunette woman with long hair and not a stitch of clothing. He was pretty sure she was the serving girl who had accompanied Brigit with the news that Tascha had escaped. She was meekly standing in the doorway watching Don's four companions playing. Don thought she was very pretty, and found her tiny, fit build extremely attractive. When she glanced over at him, he smiled and beckoned her to come in.
As she took the few steps it took to come to him, Don saw that she was looking at his hard cock with clear interest. When she stopped in front of him, she said, "I was sent to see if you needed anything, sir."
"What's your name?"
"I'm Nina, sir," she said quietly. She was still looking at his prick.
